A pair of black corduroy pants, exactly like the ones I had put on that morning, were on sale for $95.

He stepped into a pair of soft, dry corduroy pants belonging to the father.

Lucy turned him over and began to unsnap his blue corduroy pants.

He had on near white corduroy pants, and boots that laced up over the ankle.

The legs of the corduroy pants had been slit open, I supposed by the paramedics.

His taste in clothing runs toward bright orange corduroy pants.

It is similar to patterns children make running their fingers up and down their corduroy pants.

In honor of our meeting, I was wearing green corduroy pants.

Her black corduroy pants and belt didn't seem to have been touched.